Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last Gonna who do ya baby, got you on my mind Who do ya baby, got you on my mind Wait a few months darlin' it will drive you right outta your mind 'Cause your a crazy little mama and you know you can't be beat I got somethin' for ya baby that is awful sweet Come on little mama gonna knock ya right off your feet
See that picture baby hangin' up on your mama's shelf See that picture baby hangin' up on your mama's shelf I'm gettin' tired, tired, tired lord of sleepin' all by myself Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past Who'll tell your future, I can't tell my past Seem like every minute lord is sure gonna be my last Tho the past was sour lord the future can be mighty sweet We finally found a home and our love just can't be beat You know it's forever and I'm never never gonna leaveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
